SURU

No matter the sunshine or the rainfall 

beyond the clouds, the sky remains blue 

consistently giving us something to reach for; 

night or day, it remains true... 

not dependent on validation from the sun... 

patiently waiting for the second hand of time to arrive first, 

satisfying itself with the wetness of its beauty

 even as it thirsts to be seen... 

Yeah! We all want to be seen...

 The stage, the page, the big screen 

Yeah! We all want to be heard... 

The airwaves, the raves, yet I heard 

that seasons is cousins with time 

& that reasons and delays don't always rhyme...

 So, when you look on stage and see others mime

 their scripts written before time began 

remember this simple yoruba chime...

 suru... suru... suru... suru... suru 

keep penning those lines

 keep stringing that guitar 

keep digging that slime

 keep sending that feedback 

for before eternity, the cousins - time and season 

will definitely have a family reunion 

it wasn't beyond God to create everything we look on

 in a day, but he didn't for that would be cutting the ribbon 

before the house is finished... through wisdom

 a mansion is built with stitches 

 a mountain was moved by manjihid 

& your mantle will net its fishes 

Yet... wisdom is a descendant of time 

and shares the same surname with patience... Suru 

Selah... suru... 

Oh! hear the maturity in Suru 

the crossed-arm-"I'm-not-microwaving" 

"watch-my-flame-rise" chilling-mode of suru 

beckons on the endurers for purpose...

 As long as the earth remains 

seed time and harvest time will never refrain...

and the longer your harvest, the larger your gains -

farmers can share their pains...

 for under the sun, there is a time 

and its cousin (season) for everything 

a time to read about patience 

and a time to rid off impatience 

a time to court this truth 

& a time to marry Suru... 

for kings & queens shall suckle your offsprings

 if you'll only stay through your "patience-hood"

 Yeah! Long piece, I know... 

for those that never really got here

 for those hissing cos this piece bores your ear

 for those who delight in adulterous affairs 

 with shortcuts and fix-me-quick fairs

 you probably need a night or two 

in the painful arms of Suru...